“Los sabios no tristen para los que viven, y no tristen para los que mueren. Desde el mundo de los sentidos se viene el calor y el frío, y el placer y el dolor. Vienen y van: son transitorios. Nunca es el irreal: el Real nunca no es.”
Translation
“The wise grieve not for those who live; and they grieve not for those who die. From the world of the senses comes heat and comes cold, and pleasure and pain. They come and they go: they are transient. The unreal never is: the Real never is not.” (The Bhagavad Gita)
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I’d have to dig for a lifetime to ever get this deep.